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Darkover Magic by K A Woods

Format: Novella
Chapters: 14
Word Count: 40,108
Status: WIP

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Mild Language, Scenes of a Mild Sexual Nature

Genres: Romance, Action, Humor, General, Angst, Mystery, Drama
Characters: Draco, Ginny, Harry, Dumbledore, Hermione, James, Lily, Neville, Ron, Snape, Voldemort, Luna, Lucius, Seamus, Pansy

First Published: 02/14/2005
Last Chapter: 06/28/2005
Last Updated: 06/28/2005

A prosaic story of the Final Year for Harry Potter and his friends- interlaced with romance, and the thin line that is drawn between good and evil that is crossed in order to win the ultimate battle. A good read for the reader who is enthralled with Harry Potter and the relationships, some unlikelier then others, that bond the characters together.



“Harry! Ron! Are you two up yet?” Hermione yelled from outside Ron’s old wooden door.

No response.

“Harry! Ron! If you two don’t get up this instant I swear I-”

“Bloody Hell Hermione you don’t have to yell…” Ron said with a little grin as he opened his door cutting Hermione off in mid-sentence.

“Now what were you saying again Hermione?” Ron implored with a little smirk.

“Well Ronald, I was simply going to tell you two that Ginny has been downstairs slaving away in the kitchen making us all breakfast because your mum has gone down to have breakfast with Fred and George in Diagon Alley this morning, thought you ought to know.” Hermione said in her usual omnipotent tone.

“BREAKFAST IS READY!” Ginny bellowed from the kitchen bellow.

“Well thanks for the update Hermione.” Ron replied with a little grin as he rushed passed her and went hurtling down the stairs.

“Have a nice sleep Hermione?” Harry asked with a slight smile as he came out of Ron’s bedroom.

“No, but I have had worse.” Hermione said with a little grin as the two walked down stairs toward the kitchen.

“Well it’s about time you two gits got up! I was beginning to think that the two of you forgot what today was…” Ginny said with a mischievous smile as she served everyone one pancakes.

“Why Ginny? What’s today?” Harry asked completely perplexed as he eyed Ginny’s floral apron amused. She looked an awful lot like her mother right now.

“Honestly Harry you’re kidding me right?” Hermione asked abhorred.

“Wotsh gowing on twoday?” Ron asked, his mouth overflowing with pancakes.

“Honestly Ron, we are about to enter our seventh year at Hogwarts and you still haven’t mastered the whole not talking with your mouth full thing yet?” Hermione snapped.

“Alright you two that’s enough it is 8:30 in the morning and you two are already on each other’s case, but Ron, Hermione does have a point.” Ginny said as she sent Ron a napkin with a slight flick of her wand.

“Okay now what is today again?” Harry asked in vain, as he was cut off by the rushing sound of wings. With in a flash four sealed envelopes were sitting on the table by an auburn colored screech owl who took a bite of one of Ron’s pancakes then flew off again.

“DID YOU SEE WHAT THAT BLOODY OWL JUST DID TO MY PANCAKE?” Ron yelled completely infuriated.

However, no one answered as they all opened their letters, which each bore the Hogwarts crest, which could only mean one thing, their school letters had arrived.

A weird sort of silence endured as each one of them read their letters with complete concentration.

“Well it seems we have a Prefects’ meeting at 9:00 on the first day.” Ginny said aloud, breaking the silence.

“And Quidditch Practice at 7 a.m. the second day of school...” Ron said brightly.

“Quidditch practice? Ron, mine doesn’t say anything about that...” Harry retorted perplexed.

“Oh well it seems that I have been made Quidditch Captain …” Ron said quietly.

“Are you serious Ron?! Congratulations that’s absolutely brilliant!” Harry said with a jubilant smile.

“You mean you’re not mad Harry?” Ron implored.

“No not at all! You deserve it Ron. Honestly.” Harry congratulated again. Hermione and Ginny shared rather uneasy glances as Harry and Ron continued.

“I don’t know mate I mean I think you would be a more appropriate choice but I am happy all the same it is a big honor, I just don’t know if I can… live up to it.” Ron said a little uneasily.

“Well Ron even if you don’t, with me as your chaser and Harry as your seeker I am sure we will be a shoe in for the cup.” Ginny retorted in a teasing manner with a little smirk as she took a small bite of pancake.

Harry, Ron and Ginny immediately broke into a big Quidditch discussion at the very mention of the upcoming Quidditch season. The only one who seemed to not be in jubilation for the upcoming Quidditch season was Hermione who was sitting at the end of the table staring at her letter and sipping coffee as though in some sort of trance.

“What’s wrong Hermione? Cat got your tongue?” Ron said with a little snicker as Harry snorted into his orange juice because they both were reminded of the time in their second year where Hermione turned herself into a cat after drinking the Polyjuice potion.

“No Ron…” Hermione said solemnly as she passed her letter over to Ginny.

Ginny looked down at the letter and looked up perplexed at Hermione as she saw the book and supply list. Hermione motioned her to flip it over to find a letter from Dumbledore himself. Ginny’s eyes widened as she began to read aloud...

Dear Ms. Granger,

I hope you are enjoying your summer break and are remembering to have at least a little fun because you deserve it. All of the hard work and dedication you have shown these passed six years at Hogwarts have really made a difference and I would like to personally thank you, as I am sure you know you really are the brightest witch in your year.
On that note, I would like to bestow on you the title of Head Girl. I know it is a big honor and responsibility but I could think of no one better suited for it then you Ms. Granger. It was a unanimous decision made by all of the staff and professors and you should be very pleased with yourself.
I hope you a very happy rest of holiday and am looking forward to speaking with you and the Head Boy at the end of the mandatory Prefects’ meeting. We will need to go over duties and housing arrangements.
- Professor Dumbledore.

“Bloody hell Hermione YOU got Head Girl? Seriously I never saw that one coming…” Ron said sarcastically as he rolled his eyes. He looked rather smug as he put a piece of pancake in his mouth.

“Ron you do know that the owl ate off of that right?” Hermione replied nonchalantly. Ron’s cheeks proceeded to turn a vibrant shade of scarlet that reached all the ways to the tips of his ears.

“OH THAT IS BLOODY DISGUSTING!” Ron bellowed as he rushed up to the sink to spit out the chewed remnants of his pancake.

“HARRY HOW COULD YOU LET ME EAT THAT? AFTER THAT BLOODY OWL HE WELL… YOU SAW HIM!” Ron blabbered still trying in vain to spit the pancake particles out.

“Honestly Ron, Harry is not your keeper.” Hermione replied simply as she took another little sip of her coffee.

“Obviously Hermione, he’s not the Keeper I am!” Ron replied indignantly.

“Ron, are you that thick? She doesn’t mean the Quidditch keeper!” Ginny retorted absolutely disgusted with her brother’s stupidity.

“What other keepers are there?” Ron asked absolutely dumbfounded.

“Why do I even try…” Ginny said more to Harry and Hermione then Ron. “Well to get away from Ron’s stupidity and BACK on to what we were saying… I believe congratulations are in order, so Hermione congratulations that’s wicked.” Ginny directed at Hermione with a sincere smile.

“She’s right Hermione you should be proud of yourself this is everything you have been working for.” Harry told her assuredly, as he gave a smile in her direction. Harry knew that there was no one more deserving than Hermione.

“Well thanks but this is quite a big responsibility.” Hermione responded with a smile as a little flush came to her cheeks.

“Speaking of responsibility, who the bloody hell is the Head Boy?” Ron blurted out suddenly.

“Well Ron lets go through this logically, first it probably has to be one of the boy prefects in your year, and so that narrows it down to four.” Ginny started smugly.

“Well obviously Ginevra.” Ron replied scathingly as he rolled his eyes.

Ginny shot Ron a hateful glance as she continued, “And out of those four we know it’s not you, we also know it is not Anthony Goldstein- seeing as he was caught snogging Padma Patil in the astronomy tower- we also know that it couldn’t possibly be Justin seeing as how his grades are about on the level of a troll, so that only leaves…”

“Draco.” Hermione spoke up solemnly.

A placid silence ensued as the thought sunk in. Hermione and Draco. Head Girl and Head Boy. Sure, it had always been a possibility, they had all even joked about it at times but it actually happening, no one was prepared for that.

The silence was abruptly broken by the deafening screech of a bird. In a torrent of wings, a single forest green letter was dropped in front of Hermione. All four heads looked at the letter with suspicion, which at closer examination bore none other than the Malfoy family crest.

“What the bloody hell does he want?” Ron blurted out as he looked at the letter with the utmost contempt.

“Well let’s find out…” Ginny implied, no longer able to hide her anticipation.

Hermione ripped open the envelope with precision to remove a silver embossed page with the most exquisite of handwriting- it must be Draco, Hermione thought to herself.
“Well go on Hermione read it aloud...” Ginny squealed at the sight of the letter.

Hermione threw Ginny a look to calm down as she read the letter herself first, her eyes widening and even letting out a little laugh at one point.

“Find something amusing eh Hermione?” Ron asked his voice still quite contemptuous.

“Oh don’t be daft Ron, it’s just Malfoy.” Hermione commented with a little chuckle.

“Care to share what you found to be so amusing?” Ginny directed at Hermione, she looked to be in serious pain she was so anxious.

“Do you really want me to read it? I mean it’s not that interesting.” Hermione replied nonchalantly as she passed the letter into Ginny’s curious clutches.

Ginny’s face lit up as though she had just been given the key to the universe and her eyes got as big as saucers as she began to read aloud for the second time:

Dear Granger,
It has come to my attention, as no surprise, that we shall, dare I say, be working together for the next school year. I would offer my sincere congratulations but that is not in order seeing as how your Mudblood self already knew that, being the insufferable know-it-all that you are, you would be Head Girl.

Now here are some guidelines that I am going to request that you follow to make our experience more, dare I say, pleasant, for both of us.
1.You will address me as either Malfoy or Mr. Malfoy- nothing else
2.You will in no uncertain terms come up to me at lunch, or any other time when I am with my fellow Slytherins to talk or associate in any other manner- which I don’t think associating in any other manner will be a problem
3.You will not, boss me around as to what needs to be done- I do things on my time
4.You will not have any sort of Prefects meetings with out first consulting me- I am Head Boy so that means I will be privileged of such information
5.Potty and Weasel are not coming into our dormitory- it is bad enough that I must share it with you, please don’t antagonize me
6.You will not think of me as a friend – we are only, oh must I say it, partners, in this little endeavor, so please don’t even try to become all ‘buddy-buddy’
7.When I am in the bathroom please have common courtesy not to come in- no matter how bad your Mudblood self wants to see me naked
8. No more sucking up to the Professors- you are already Head Girl, your work is done Granger
9.I am not your toy so don’t think that it is your duty to mold me into something you think is adequate- I rather like who I am thank you very much
10.You will not, under any circumstances, come into my bedroom.
Well if these regulations are met, I believe that our last year spent together at Hogwarts will at least be bearable. See you at 8:30 sharp in the Prefects’ common room. And yes Granger, I know the meeting starts at 9:00 but I wanted to go over some things first. Enjoy the rest of your summer and see you, unfortunately, at school.
Hogwarts New Head Boy,
Draco Malfoy
p.s. nice try weasel bee, but like I said some wizarding families are better then others


“Actually Ronald, I found it quite amusing.” Hermione spoke with a little laugh. “Besides two can play his game.”

“What are playing at Hermione?” Harry asked with a mischievous grin.

“Well if he thinks he is God then I am most certainly a Goddess, giving me the divine right to compose a list of my own ‘rules and regulations.’” Hermione addressed the group pompously.

“WELL HE IS MOST CERTAINLY NOT GOING IN YOUR BEDROOM!” Ron blurted out. Harry turned towards his best friend in total disbelief; did he actually say that aloud? Why doesn’t he just profess his love for her- Harry was sure, that Ron could not be more obvious if he tried. Harry and Ginny exchanged a look and both kind of smiled, they both were thinking the exact same thing over Ron’s outburst. However, Hermione as usual acted like nothing happened.

“Okay now Ronald we need to compose this letter in an organized fashion.” Hermione stated matter-of-factly as she took out some parchment and a quill and began scribbling away fiercely.

Dear Mr. Malfoy,
I can guarantee that finding out that you would be my counterpart this year was no pleasure of mine, and furthermore learning that I am to be required to follow guidelines set up by such a pompous git as yourself was even more demoralizing. So on that note I would like, not to offer my congratulations, but to set upon you my own rules which, if you want me to follow yours, you need to strictly adhere to. They are as follows:

1.You will address me as either Hermione or Granger- Mudblood or any other nickname is prohibited seeing as how it denounces my status
2.You will not disturb me with any of your characteristically rude and immature comments when I am with my friends
3.You will not treat me as though I am less than you just because of who my parents are- though I cannot say I will do the same for you
4.You will not treat the other Prefects as though they are vermin unworthy of your time, obviously they are of they wouldn’t be prefects- this also goes in regard to Ron- Malfoy he is a prefect and deserves respect for being so
5.Harry and Ron are my best friends and you are to at least treat my friends with respect and I will do the same for you- yes even Crabbe and Goyle who barely have a high enough I.Q. to be considered living
6.We will have to work together but seeing as how we are ‘partners’ we will share the work and the credit- yes Malfoy, this means we will have to come to a sense of equilibrium between the two of us in regards to work
7.You are under no circumstances to mess with my stuff, especially my toiletries – that would be considered a little homosexual though wouldn't it Malfoy?
8.No more bribing people off with your Daddy’s money- it is a nasty little habit of yours that does nothing more then piss people off and make you look insolent in the process
9.No more strutting about like you own the school because you don’t- I am Head Girl and top of the class but you don’t see me strutting so stop for your own good
10.Promise me you will not fall in love with me- not saying you will but if the thought ever does cross your mind…

Well if these, what was it you said, oh right ‘regulations’ are followed then I believe we will have a livable school year. And yes Malfoy I will meet to discuss the Prefects meeting before hand, do not be late. I hope you have a nice rest of break at your obscenely large manor, see you, unfortunately, at school.
Your New Roommate and Counterpart,
Hermione Granger

p.s. Are you so insecure about yourself that you must insult Ron because you were appointed Head Boy? That is seriously pathetic Malfoy.

Hermione laughed a cocky little laugh to her self as she looked down at her annoyingly chauvinistic letter.

“Well what does it say Hermione?” Ginny asked anxiously again. Everyone could tell that Ginny lived for this kind of drama. Hermione read the letter aloud as several of them laughed at many of her comments but when Hermione read the last line, everyone got rather quiet.

“What do you mean by that whole ‘don’t fall in love with me’ thing?” Ron asked quietly.

“Oh Ronald, seriously it was just a joke.” Hermione remarked flippantly as she folded and sealed the letter into an envelope. The group watched as Malfoy’s extravagant eagle soared out the window with the letter clamped firmly in its jaw.